Ning Mengzhen ate the food cooked by the Holy Son for the first time, and found that it tasted good, better than what he had cooked.

In winter, the hot soup is rising, and the mist is fluttering on the rosy cheeks of the small furnace.

Pepper mutton soup, sprinkled with chopped chives for pancakes, and then cut some lamb jelly made from rice.

Xiao Luding is so happy to eat.

Chopsticks after chopsticks are eaten.

"Holy Son, I didn't expect you to be so good at craft, or... You're going to cook later, right?"

Ning Mengzhen didn't know what she was talking about anymore.

Xia Jile was happy.

I don't answer, after all, pancakes are limited, and this slightly golden cake can only be enjoyed to the greatest extent by soaking into the mutton soup and absorbing the soup.

It's not that fine enjoyment, but a pleasure to eat, a satisfaction that banishes the cold.

Therefore, his chopsticks did not stop.

Two pairs of chopsticks in a limited bamboo basket for pancakes, such a master duel.

has changed the battlefield, and the skill of the small furnace has increased greatly.

I saw her chopsticks like electricity, ruthless, accurate, fast, predicting, moving, and not pulling.

Although there was no "popping" sound of chopsticks hitting each other.

But there is thunder in this silence.

Xia Ji couldn't help laughing, stopped competing with her for pancakes, and put a chopstick slice of mutton jelly in his mouth.

It is delicious, the mouth slowly melts, and the frozen mutton is also "liberated", as if awakened, giving this tongue a second enjoyment.

This kind of sheep jelly is a secret sheep soup concentrated, served in a specific container, and then cooled into jelly.

Depending on the container, the sheep jelly made is also different.

The most common is the long slice, which is the knife work, "the piece is like a line, condensed but not collapsed" is considered to be the best in the knife work.

There are also some ingenious fish containers, and there will be a fine iron grid in the center of this fish container, sheep jelly on the left side, fish jelly on the right side, and then sprinkled with hot cooked sesame seeds when it is ready.

In this way, all kinds of improvement techniques emerge in endlessly...

This kind of frozen in the northland restaurants are available, but each has different secret ingredients and techniques, so different restaurants will have different deliciousness, which will make the winter of Blue Sky City truly enter the food season.

This is also the gentle side of this world, after removing cruelty and tyranny.

The sheep jelly in Bikong Mountain is obviously top-notch.

This chef of the Holy Gate seems to be somewhat famous outside, but Xia Ji faintly heard that it seems that this chef is not the top either, and the really top chefs are also masters of martial arts, they usually carry two knives, a combat knife and a kitchen knife, and the traces are usually seen in the famous mountains and rivers.

They practice in the red dust, exercise their mood, pursue fresh ingredients, and also exercise their cooking skills.

Of course, these cooks are hard to come by, and it is naturally impossible for them to cook and cook in a certain force.

These things, Xia Ji listened to what Xiao Luding said, and he also liked to cook before the crossing, just some home-cooked meals.

When he cooks food, he can feel the tranquility.

So, for a while, he also had a trace of yearning for the life of carrying a kitchen knife and looking for ingredients everywhere.

It's just that before, he has been pushed by the situation, and even now he is still "people in the rivers and lakes, and he can't help himself".

Strength.

World.

Xia Ji repeated these two words again in his mind.

Get stronger.

Explore more unknowns.

No longer an ordinary life, standing above all existence, gaining true freedom.

"There's one last piece left, give it to you!"

Xiao Luding's voice came into her ears, and she resisted the urge to take the last pancake away, and pushed the small bamboo basket again, "Na." ”

How reluctant her gaze was.

However, she was eating from beginning to end, so she had to leave some for the Holy Son, right?

Xia Ji chuckled: "You only think of me now?"

"Who made you make it so delicious!"

Ning Mengzhen raised her eyebrows, she felt that she was already very familiar with the Holy Son.

She entered the Great Perfection of the True Yuan Realm, her blood was surging, and the feelings in her heart were spreading, and a trace of thread had gradually wrapped around the body of the young man in front of her, maybe unconsciously, maybe she didn't know the severity of it.

She didn't understand how painful and helpless it would be if she wanted to cut off this thread in the future.

All joy becomes the deepest sorrow.

Unless you find that glimmer of possibility, make your heart like water, and break free from the source of all the demons in your heart, you will not be able to seek the Great Dao, communicate with heaven and earth, and obtain mystical energy.

It's hard because one can lie to the world, but not to one's heart.

Therefore, many talents choose to be ruthless, or affectionate, or give up, and enter Tianyuan.

The word love is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Xia Ji looked at her like this, and was in a trance for a while.

It's a warm feeling.

"You can eat it, this was originally fried for you. ”

"Huh?"

The small stove was like a holy decree, and the chopsticks were like electricity, and they were accurately clamped on the golden cake, but she did not retract it, but asked hesitantly: "You really don't eat it?"

"Long-winded!"

"Oh oh..."Ning Mengzhen didn't say much, soaked the cake into the mutton soup that had turned from hot to warm, and then buried his head in eating and drinking, looking full of vitality.

For a while, her figure overlapped with the figure of Xia Ji's sister in her previous life.

Although my sister's face is already very blurred, she seems to like to eat the dishes she makes, and she also buries her head in eating, so full of vitality, puts it down like this, and then it becomes an empty bowl.

Ning Meng is really comfortable eating.

Her body suddenly froze a little, hesitated slightly, and suddenly said, "Holy Son, I have something to tell you, don't be angry, okay?"

Say. ”

Xia Ji was wandering and said casually.

Xiao Luding bit his lip, as if "the little girl who failed the exam is holding the test paper, pinned behind her, thinking about how to explain it to her parents".

The air fell silent for a moment.

The light outside the window has completely faded, and the howling snow in the north is like an ocean current that has submerged the world, and these submerged houses have kept the cold out.

As long as the windows are closed, the candle flame will not shake.

Two shadows were quietly cast on the ground, and the shadows of the trees could be faintly seen shaking and the snow flying by in the window.

Movement and stillness, warmth and cold, form a strong contrast.

It seems more and more cruel to heaven and earth, and the warmth in the hut.

Xiao Luding finally opened his mouth: "Do you remember the green building on the shore of Changhong Lake in Blue Sky City?"

Xia Ji was just about to speak.

Ning Mengzhen hurriedly said: "Don't speak, as soon as you say it, I won't dare to say it." ”

Xia Ji was speechless: "Then what are you asking me for?"

Xiao Lu Ding said: "I'm asking myself if I can't?!"

Then, she pouted and said in a thick voice, "Of course I do." ”

Xia Ji: ......

Ning Mengzhen continued: "At that time, the Holy Son's skills were all lost, and I was worried that he would regain his strength and would continue to treat me as a furnace, so I didn't want the Holy Son at that time to regain his strength... Because before the Son lost his memory, it was terrible, so terrible that I didn't want to face it again.

Therefore, I hired a killer to poison the spring, hoping to take away the true yuan of the Holy Son at that time, so that the Holy Son could not recover his strength, and I would not be a furnace again.

Then the Son and I can be forever.... Together.

I knew I was a stupid woman, and I couldn't think of any other way.

Well, that's it. ”

She breathed a sigh of relief, her heart lifted again, and in the light and darkness of the candlelight, a gorgeous little face quietly looked at the young man sitting opposite.

Between the two, there was a warm mutton soup, and beyond that, there was a dark snowfall.